urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:feridreamsferidreamsferidreamsferidreams2009-02-28T14:31:05Zurn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:feridreams:2956February 22, 20092009-02-28T14:31:05Z2009-02-28T14:31:05Z<strong>Name:</strong> Ebonae (student, actively studying with an initiate)<br /><strong>State:</strong> CA, <strong>Country:</strong> United Kingdom<br /><br /><strong>Date you had the dream/vision:</strong> 12/25/2008<br /><strong><br />Anything special about that time/place that may have led to the dream/vision? </strong><br />no comment<br /><br /><strong>Tell us the dream!:</strong><br />I found myself in a tribal ritual with dancing, singing and drumming. I watched as a wild boar struggled against its captors as they slit its throat, collecting the blood in a wooden bowl. When the blood stopped running the bowl was brought over to me and the blood painted all over my face and my naked body and left to dry on my skin as I continued to dance to the drumbeat. I was then tied to a post and carried to a fast running river whereby the pole with me on it was driven into the river bed so that the freezing water reached my waist and flowed by me washing some of the dried blood from my skin. The body of the boar was thrown into the river and was carried off.<br />urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:feridreams:479feridreams @ 2008-12-25T00:00:002008-12-25T22:02:02Z2008-12-25T23:49:50Z<strong>Name:</strong> Lillitu Shahar (student, actively studying with an initiate)<br /><strong>State:</strong> CA, <strong>Country:</strong> United States<br /><br /><strong>Date you had the dream/vision:</strong> 12/25/2008<br /><strong><br />Anything special about that time/place that may have led to the dream/vision? </strong><br />Violent storms that night<br /><br /><strong>Tell us the dream!:</strong><br /> In my dream, i was worried that my stuff outside was being damaged by the storms. <br /><br />i went outside to check on everything and when i went out my front door and looked down the street, i saw a tall dark figure on the front porch of a house 2-3 doors down. he was dressed in a pinstriped suit and holding what looked like a book in one of his hands. <br /><br />"what is a missionary doing out in this weather at 3 am?" i thought. as if he heard my thoughts, the being turned to me and his eyes flashed like small headlights at me and i could tell he was grinning. <br /><br />he started towards me, very fast, but not running- more like gliding. <br /><br />"shit!" i was terrified. i ran up the stairs into the house and was locking the deadbolt on the screen door when he was there, face to face with me, smiling- his eyes flashing. he had jet black skin and it was hard to make out any features except pointy cat-like ears on top of his head, his flashing white eyes, and i could not see it, but i knew he was smiling.<br /><br />i told him to leave or i would "call the cops", and even as i said it i knew no earthly human law agency could do anything about this. he smiled, but it appeared that he could not come in without me opening the door, and i did not. <br /><br />i was inexplicably terrified. i am not normally a fraidy cat when it comes to ghosts and other disembodied entities, but this felt very different, and weird. i woke up.